by Raymond Nat Turner
Making perpetual war,
Disposable killing machines
Common again…
by Raymond Nat Turner
“Bomb, bomb, bomb— bomb, bomb Iran”
Rich “psycho,” singing
Like a “ticking time bomb—”
His syphilitic brain’s synapses
Rhythmically locked in
Perfect harmony with
Hidden handlers…
Poor “madman,” “maniac,”
Senile war criminal, his
War whoop voicing chords
Of latex-gloved puppeteers
Making perpetual war,
Disposable killing machines,
Monthly mass murders common
Again, like lynching & scalping…
Raymond Nat Turner can be contacted at upsurgejazz.com.
Raymond Nat Turner © 2013 All Rights Reserved
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